Monoluna

Parsa

Warmed by your glow, the ether loses might,
The moon waives the sky's paint to les étoiles,
As if it knows it can't outmatch your light,
Shies out behind the overcast clouds' thrall.

When Luna debouches out of its place,
Intends to bow before your beauty's gleam,
Although earthbound, to your celestial grace,
Where are you, dear, to be hailed as the queen?

You both, symphony of light and disguise,
Inspiring poets with no ink to write,
A silent witness of the whispered sighs,
My muse, my goddess, shining ever bright.

My lonely chase for lunar peace is done,
For in your face, my moon and love are one.

 

4/15/2025

  • Author: Parsa (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 23rd, 2025 04:59
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 19
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  • sorenbarrett

    Very nice. This poem speaks to me of the duality of light, day and night, reflections and gives a sense of peace. Loved it

    • Parsa

      Thank you, I am glad you loved it.

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

      • Tony36

        Love it

        • Parsa

          Thank you

          • Tony36

            You're welcome



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